#ALIENATED OCS

[fourfanetc]

me n my alien situationship

[onebadnoodle]

alien gal 🛸

[chestnutroan]

The Thang

[renal03421]

Big flying bugs

[transmairon]

Every time I see Elder Scrolls elves with human looking eyes and facial features, I take 100 points of psychic damage.

People who cannot handle their big beautiful tilted eyes and brows, non-white sclera, protruding browbones, narrow faces, and sharp chins do not deserve them. They are not supposed to look like generic fantasy elves, and that is what makes them so great. They are supposed to look alien.

[multific]

Marked for Him

Yautja x Reader

Summary: You were meant to be nothing more than a trophy, a rare human prize in a Yautja’s hunt. But instead of killing you, your captor keeps you.

The cold metal walls of the Yautja ship felt cold around you, a stark contrast to the burning heat of your captor’s gaze.

You had expected death the moment you were taken. You expected to be strung up like the other trophies you had seen, their skulls cleaned and polished as a true sign of victory.

But days had passed, and you remained untouched.

Not harmed, not locked away like some caged animal, but kept in his personal quarters, a space filled with weapons, armour, and relics of past hunts. He brought you food, strange meats and exotic fruits.

He watched you, always silent, always hovering at a distance, but never hurting you.

And when another Yautja entered the room one evening, his stance was predatory, his clicking voice was speaking words you could not understand, and you saw the first hint of true aggression from your captor.

The air turned sharp, charged with something primal.

Your Yautja, yes, yours, though you hardly understood why you thought of him that way, let out a deep growl, stepping between you and the newcomer.

The second Yautja tilted his head, mandibles flaring in the challenge, but before he could move, your protector struck.

It happened so fast, claws raking, fists colliding, bodies slamming against the walls with enough force to shake the room.

The fight was brutal and efficient.

And when your Yautja stood victorious, the other writhing beneath his clawed hand, he snarled something low and guttural before tossing the defeated hunter aside like a broken toy.

Then, he turned to you.

His chest heaved, his body coiled tight with something he had been holding back for too long.

Slowly, he approached, his massive form towering over you, but there was no fear in you.

You had stopped fearing him after you just saw him defend you.

He reached out, talons brushing against your cheek, then trailing down to your throat where his claws barely pressed against your skin. Not enough to hurt but enough to make you feel.

A soft rumble vibrated in his chest, something like a purr, something almost tender. As tender as a being like him was able to.

Then, he moved his hand lower, to your arm, where the faintest shimmer of a mark had begun to appear.

A claim. A bond. A mark only he could give.

“You marked me?” you whispered, voice barely audible.

His mandibles clicked, and his eyes locked onto yours.

Mine.

The word was unspoken, but you felt it all the same.

And you knew, without question, that you were his.

His mate. His treasure. His everything.

When his massive arms wrapped around you, pulling you into the safest embrace you had ever known, you didn’t resist. You melted into him, letting the steady beat of his heart soothe the whirlwind of emotions inside you.

You had been taken as a trophy. But you had been kept as something far more precious.

And you would never belong to anyone else.

~Masterlist~

ˇAO3ˇ

Wattpad

/DO NOT TRANSLATE, STEAL OR REPOST ANY OF MY WORKS TO THIS OR OTHER PLATFORMS/

[whimsyvixen]

Fantasizing about being a pleasure slave to a yautja.

[n0rmal-cat]

Alien pet thoughts

[oh to be held safe and sound]

Alien leader who has a husband that is the embodiment of “dad who didn’t want dog”

He glares at his spouse and you while you cuddle together as they work.

“We don’t need a pet you know, we have enough to do already” he says crossing his arms. “But look how weak they are we can’t let them go” he just grumbles back.

Reader is kinda scared of him, one day they know he’s just gonna pick them up and throw them off the ship into the vacuum of space.

One day leader yan asks their husband to watch over reader for a while as they do work. Their husband reluctantly agrees saying “fine but don’t expect me to baby the damn thing”

Cue leader coming back to their husband dressing reader like the little model they are and pampering them with kisses as they squirm around in his arms.

“Honey you didn’t tell me the little thing was this cute~”

“Yes I did, multiple times in fact…dear they appear to be biting you”

“Don’t worry, I’ve learned that’s how humans express love”

“I don’t think…well at least you don’t look like you want to murder them anymore”

[beastwhimsy]

get weird get weird get weird get weird. kiss your sophont friend now

[lilaira]

Say Hi to Dr. Morphine, my newest OC I am losing my mind over.

[corromon]

Silly aliene for my bestie @pavizi

[fourfanetc]

cough cough say hello to my gorgeous ocs

[monstersholygrail]

Yandere Alien has seen you at clubs all around the city. The way you dance like nobody is watching, and to your credit most aren’t. But he is. He’s always watching. He can’t seem to look away from you, in truth.

Leaving him to hide in the shadows waiting to see which club you and your friends will hit up next. Forcing him to hack into your accounts with his advanced technology and read all your messages for future plans. But no matter what he just can’t find it in himself to go up and finally claim you as his mate.

He’s drawn to you, that’s for certain. His eyes always stuck on the way your plush frame moves, giving him no choice but to drool over you. You have to know he’s watching. You must be doing this for him, your dance moves far to perfectly match his planet’s mating rituals.

The next time he sees you at the club, he decides that he’s gotta act and he has to do it now. He sees you just as the song changes. And then you’re doing that dance that reminds him exactly of home and he feels his cocks twitching in his pants. His eggs building up inside of him from the sight of you alone.

Fuck, he can’t do this. Not sober. So he heads to the bar and downs who knows how many shots. He honestly lost count. He drinks until the world spins. For a moment it’s almost as though he’s back in space. That’s when he finally gathers the courage to go to you. He stumbles his way over, careful not to crash into you. He’s been dreaming about this for so long, he can’t mess it up now.

He joins you in the mating dance just as he’s always wanted to. A long sigh of relief leaves him as he does. Like some part of his DNA has finally clicked into place. Fulfilling his kinds purpose of finding a mate. His heart soars once you notice him and instead of rejecting his joining, you dance back into him.

Grinding your deliciously plump ass against his cocks. A low groan leaves him as his hands settle on your wide hips. He lets you feel exactly what he’s working with, showing off and moving to the next stage of the mating ritual.

By now you have to know what you’re doing. There’s no denying the way you’re making him feel. He’s being so obvious about it. The way he claws at you, desperately pulling you closer, aching to be inside of you already. The way he wards off other potential mates, snarling at them over the music till they understand you’re taken. And the way his scent perfumes the air, attempting to mix with yours to prepare your body for his eggs.

You respond to it all so perfectly just like he knew you would. Each time you rock back into his hips and lean into his embrace he’s more and more certain you’re meant to be he. So he really isn’t all that surprised when you invite him back to your place. It’s all going according to his people’s rituals.

The rest of the night was a euphoric daze. A blur of limbs tangled together till he didn’t know where he ended and you began. Hips snapping together furiously in total sync in a way no one had ever felt before. It was the best fuck of his very long life and he knew no one else would ever be better than you. You were his mate after all.

And the deal was sealed as you both finish together, his eggs spilling deep inside of you where you’re most warm. They’ll be safe there until they’re ready to hatch, till you can all be a family.

Now he simply keep you safe, make sure you accept his eggs and the future as his mate that awaits you.

[hysoduu]

Every time I draw on paper I start out sketching the rough idea digitally. Quick concept art for Tau’ktarei

[renal03421]

Hepal feet 👅

[rainrain64]

The whole government is gonna be at her doorstep if she post that photo 🙏💔